#p:addison

[clementine-jane-lee]

Delicate // Clem & Addi

Clem was on her way over to Addison’s. She missed her girlfriend desperately, and she could still feel her own bruises from fighting Hannah. She knew she shouldn’t have done what she did, but the thought of someone hurting her girlfriend made her see red for the first time in her life.

She pulled up in front of the sorority house, parking her modest car in front before getting out and walking to the door. It felt longer than it normally did. Maybe it was the dread of the fact that Clem didn’t know if Addison would forgive her for being so hypocritical. She knocked on the door and one of her sisters answered. “Um, Addison...?” she trailed off as the sister rolled her eyes. She was let in and walked up the stairs to her girlfriends room, knocking lightly on it.

@addica

[melinda-mel-brown]

May I?// Mel & Addison Ft.Gemma

Mel kept staring at her phone, re-reading the text over and over. She was not happy with it. There was nothing wrong with dancing with Addison, and maybe at any different party it wouldn’t matter, but Mel didn’t want to. All she wanted to do was be with her wife, who she was still trying to get on her good side. She waited until Gemma seemed to be busy with who looked like her sister, before walking over to Addison. 

“Um, hey Addison.” she said, rubbing the back of her neck. She reached her hand out, her face coloring just slightly. “Can uh, can I have this dance?” she asked, glancing around to make sure that Gemma wasn’t paying attention.

[clementine-jane-lee]

The 1 // Clem and Addison

Clem had been wondering how to approach her girlfriend all day. She had gotten the best news of her life. A past olympian wanted to help coach her for the olympics. It was a dream come true. But the coach didn’t live locally. They didn’t even live in California, meaning she had to leave school, leave the state and leave... She shook her head with a sigh as she walked up the stairs to her girlfriend’s room. She had to do this in person, that’s for sure.

She knocked on Addison’s door lightly. “Hey babe? It’s me, Clem.” she called through the door, too nervous to open the door on her own.

@addisoncaldwell

[clementine-jane-lee]

Netflix and Chill // Clemeson

Clementine was kind of kicking herself for biking over to the house. Sure she did own a car, but she preferred the exercise, and usually it wasn’t an issue. But of course as she kicked off with her overnight bag attached to the back of her bike, it started raining. She texted Addison at a stop sign, before she took off again

She was pretty sure she was dripping by the time she slid up to the sorority house. She hadn’t really thought about how there would be a bunch of other people there. She shrugged as she left her bike by the door, texting her girlfriend that she was there. When the door opened she grinned brightly and pushed her wet, curly hair out of her eyes. “That grilled cheese better be warm.”

@addica

[clementine-jane-lee]

Fly with You // Addison & Clem

It was already dark out as Clem was setting up for her “Me Time.” as she liked to call it. The gymnasium was completely empty, which was how she preferred it. She turned on a single light that the coach had shown her when he gave her a private tour earlier that day, and smiled as she saw her rope already set up. The rope was attached to specialized pulleys that would allow her to lift off the ground at her whim. 

She shrugged off her sweats, underneath being a violet leotard. It wasn’t as fancy or shiny as the ones she competed in, but it was comfortable and would be just as aerodynamic. She walked back over to her rope, taking one end and wrapping it around her wrist. She smiled, tugged on it a bit but not strong enough for a lift, before taking off in a sprint. She sprinted in a circle, before tugging the rope and feeling herself being propelled into the air, keeping her legs straight to continue the circle as she flew.

As she finally started to slow down, she spun the rope around her body and torso, both securing her and also allowing her to do some flips and spins thanks to the rope. She was starting to breathe heavily by the time she started to slow down, climbing higher up the rope and holding onto it, taking a moment just to look at the entire space, enjoying the quiet and closing her eyes.

@addica

[annabelnash]

Phase 2 || Annabel and the Dannika's

Everything was going perfect for Annabel and Marcy’s plan to bring addison down. And thanks to the girls desperate need to do everything a normal teen does it was surprisingly easy to get Addison to gulp down the mixed drink Annabel concocted. She’d made it many times before for her own mother and knew the ingredients by memory. Vodka Vicodin, and a few drops of cetacaine; a liquid anaesthesia. Swinging her legs over the edge of her bed, Annabel rubbed her eyes and groaned. Getting up was the last thing she wanted to do right now. And as much as she wanted to sleep in jut a little bit longer, it was already noon and knew she had important things to attend to. She knew the Dannika’s would be home from church anytime now and needed to head over there to follow through with her plan. After a quick shower and thanking Dean for cleaning up the mess and letting her sleep, she told him she had some errands to run and would be back later. Annabel was almost too excited for what was about to take place. Though she was still edgy about seeing her parents for the first time since everyone found out about her and Dean, she sucked it up and pulled into the driveway. "You got this, Anna." She spoke to herself and rang the door bell with a shaky hand. "Mr. Chris!" Se greeted with a half smile. "I know things are bad between us but we need to talk. It's about Addie and I'm worried about her." The concern on Chris' face was obvious and let the brunette in without any further question. Addison was her family pride and joy; the only girl to be born into 6 boys and when concern was brought about her it was taken very seriously. Maybe this would be easier than she thought. "Hello, mrs. Morgan," Annabel smiled while taking a seat and takin her glass of freshly made iced tea. "Delicious as always." Setting the glass on a coaster, Annabel shifted in her seat and sighed. "I know what I did and what happened between Addie and I is horrible. There isn't a day that goes by I don't regret everything but unfortunately I can't undo past." Another deep breath. "I wouldn't have come here if this wasn't absolutely serious. I know you've noticed a change in Addison- the whole town has and I can't help but feel partially responsible. That's why I'm coming to you with this." Taking her phone out before giving either adult a chance to talk she handed it to them to let them look over the photo. It was their precious Addison passed out half naked with a boy. A Mormon boy no less. To anyone looking at the photo it'd be it'd possible not to assume sex was involved. Morgans hand covered her mouth and Christopher couldn't even look at it for more than a few seconds. THis was working better than she had hoped. "This was last night at my house. There was alcohol, I'm not goig to lie. I've never seen her drink before and she was just shot after shot. People were telling her to slow down but she wouldn't listen. I don't want to assume anything happened but with her talking about wanting to have sex and then this... I just don't want to see her regretting her choices because we hurt her. I know she doesn't care us- especially me- but I still love her and care. " "I think that's enough," Chris spoke lowly, handing her phone back. "Thank you for coming to is with your concerns and this... Photo. Is there anything else you need to tell us?" Annabel shook her head slowly. "I don't think so but if I notice anything else I'll be sure to swing by and let you. I'm so sorry this is happening but Addison's strong and will realize she's doing wrong. She always does.try to enjoy your evening." Standing with the other two, Annabel flattened her skirt before giving each a hug and letting herself out. The moment she closed the door an evil smile appeared on her face and Annabel drove off leaving the Dannika's to question their only daughters morals.

[unlessevilturnsyouon]

need you now } addison&alex

Alex knew exactly what he was getting himself into. Addison being lonely and texting him in the dead of night could really only suggest one thing. He wasn't a moron; he knew full well that the redhead had a crush on him. It had been obvious with the way she'd been looking at him lately five years ago and the way she had spontaneously pounced him. Then there was their eye sex at the nurses station. The point was, he knew. He'd just never actively encouraged her behavior before because he cared about and didn't want to hurt her. Addison had given him a lot. She'd taught him he was a good guy, or tried to. She'd noticed his strengths when everyone else was preoccupied with his flaws. He had never been willing to just use and dispose of her like all his other girls. He still wasn't, actually -- but he was lonely too and he wanted what she had to offer. He wanted to feel wanted.

If there was one thing the accident had done for him, it was cement into Alex's damaged brain the fact that he really had no one. He'd woken up to no one but her at his bedside, and of all the visitors to flit to and from his room, she had been by far the most prominent presence. As his healing progressed and he was eventually discharged, it had left him feeling empty without her guidance and encouragement. The struggle to reorient himself to his new surroundings had been difficult, to say the least. He now had no earthly idea where he stood in the hospital hierarchy. With the lack of structure, his relationship with his old mentor was now fuzzy and irrelevant. Blurred lines allowed him to accept her daring invitation, and now he was standing in front of Addison's hotel room biting his lip.

He knocked on the door and waited, still unable to believe he was here. He'd been so determined for this not to happen before, but all those reasons were powerless now that he needed her almost as much, it would seem, as she needed him.

[unlessevilturnsyouon]

Alex kept running, right over the bridge of the harbor down below. The sound of a ferry boat's horn had fractured his concentration, startling the young resident momentarily before he was able to carry on. He was following the same route he had went in his internship. The entire run lasted about a half hour, but it had already been fifteen minutes and he was getting tired. Man, I'm so out of shape. That would change soon, hopefully. He had been trying to work out again like he'd used to, and this was the first step to stepping up to the plate again. Rubbing the sleeve of his sweater over his brow, Alex finally came to a stop near the end of the bridge, letting his elbows rest on the rail of as he looked down, fighting to catching his breath. He just needed a minute.